him to you O view his grace accept his grace believe his grace most true Come you are welcome to his grace O cast your selves therein This is the Fountain opened wide to cleanse from filth of Sin Is there a hardned Sinner here that will this grace refuse On thy own Head then be thy Blood since thou wilt Ruin choose Let us that tasted have this grace his Praises sound on high Let 's praise this grace O glorious grace Reign thou Eternally HYMN XVIII CHrist doth the Crown in Zion wear and all the Nations Rules And by his power he doth subdue untam'd Rebellious Souls Preach'd to the World receiv'd by Faith of Heaven Earth and Hell The mighty King and Sov'reign Lord who can his glory tell The Fountain nay the Ocean the fulness of all grace The glory of the Father shines in thy most lovely Face The Temple which the splendid Train of all the Godhead fills Perfections Beauties blaze in thee of everlasting Hills The bright the clear Essential Glass in which we may behold Jehovah's shining Majesty Out-dazling Pearls and Gold Of thee we 'll sing Almighty King our glorious Solomon Our Jesus Prophet Prince and Priest the Father 's Christ and Son O! who may dare with thee compare Created Beings all Like Dagon 'fore the Ark of old before thy Feet must fall Let 's Eccho forth his praise who is the Judg of Quick and Dead In Zion's Gates praise for thee waits our Sov'reign Lord and Head HYMN XIX CHrist our high-priest defends his Church a Wall of Fire round about The Bulwark of Jerusalem He like a King in her doth shout His Eyes are watchful to secure his glory upon her from harms Our Solomon has Valiant Men to keep his Bed from Night Alarms That which intitles him to all is the bright Garment which he wears And 't is that Cov'ring that secures us from our filth and guilt and fears The Godly stand now in that Robe and shall for ever stand therein This Garment is a Cov'ring for our Holiness as well as Sin It is the Righteousness of Christ that is with him at God's Right Hand And 't is in the Lord above we have this Righteousness wherein we stand This Cov'ring hath it 's great defence for Jacob's God with Jacob is As a strong Tow'r because he sees no Sin in him as Cloth'd with this Our God and Father in his Love doth rest upon his Mercy-Seat And thence with us about his Grace his Love and Favour stoops to treat All thanks and praise be to his Name who dwells in his Love 's resting place And thence for ever doth shour down on Rebels Favour Love and Grace HYMN XX. OUR great High-Priest our person doth To 's Father represent In that refulgent splendid Robe that casts forth Spice's scent He takes our Prayers and he throws out what 's Sinful and what 's Bad Reformed thus he brings them in with his own Merits Clad And Holiness unto the Lord doth write upon them all We and our Duties stand in him and thus can never fall Tho' poor our Persons poor our Frames and poor our Duties too Yet we are rich in him and ours do make a splendid show A Pray'r like th' Chatt'ring of a Crane mixt with this Incense flies Like to the mighty Clouds above and pierceth thro' the Skies There they are entred on the File and Blessings will bring down They now above and we one Day shall wear the promis'd Crown Glory let 's bring unto our King and Intercessor too High Praises to our Advocate that dwells in Heav'n are due HYMN XXI TO him that lov'd us of himself and dy'd to do us good And wash'd us from our Scarlet Sins in his most pretious Blood And made us Kings and Priests to God his Father infinite To him Eternal Glory be and Everlasting Might The Lamb is worthy that was slain to have all Pow'r and Wealth All Honour Glory Wisdom Strength thanks for his saving health Thanks Honour Glory Pow'r to him that on the Throne doth sit And to the Lamb for ever and for ever so be it Thousands of Thousands of the Saints which stand before their King With shining Robes and spreading Palms loud Hallelujahs sing Ascribe Salvation to our Lord who sits upon the Throne And to the Lamb the glorious Lamb Ascribe Salvation Amen Amen the Angels cry Salvation is his due And we thro' all Eternity his Praises will renew Thanks Glory Blessing Wisdom Might Honour and Power then Be to our God and to the Lamb for evermore Amen HYMN XXII O! Let us bow before the Lord the Lord of glory that 's above Who Tabernacled among us O great effects of wondrous Love And thro' the Vail his blessed Flesh let 's go to God on th' Mercy Seat Who sits to Commune with us thence As before God in him compleat Glory and Praise let 's warble forth to him in an Angelick strain To him the Lamb upon the Throne to him the Lamb that hath been slain He is that Temple in which God doth lift his Train of Glory high All the perfections shine in him of the Eternal Diety How glorious is this mighty King How full of Majesty this Son How richly clad this great High Priest how fair this welbeloved one He is the Altar all of Gold he is the Hill of Frankinsence Our duties all are Sanctify'd accepted too as coming thence Coals from this Altar touch our Lips that we may his great praises sound O let our Tongues be still employ'd to publish all his acts around HYMN XXIII CHrist in our sins was wrap't about when he our Sacrifice did fall Sins all met upon our Lord. He satisfaction made for all That so believers might be wrapt about with his great Righteousness To cover duty Sin and Self that there appear no nakedness He broke the Pow'r and hid the Filth he dissol'vd the guilt of Sin The graces of Heav'n and Holiness hath op't to let his Nation in He in his Body on the Tree has to his God them reconcil'd The Father Sinners does embrace thro' Jesus Christ his only Child He is the Ark and resting place Where gathered Sinners are secure From the great Flood of Sin and wrath in a retreat that is most sure In him the Fathers goodness dwells in him the Fathers love appears In him we in Gods love abide delivered from our guilt and fears Therefore let 's celebrate his praise who is the mighty Prince of Life Who would espouse a filthy Soul unto himself and make his Wife Glory and Honour unto him sing praise let no Tongue be dumb Unto the bleeding Lamb above for by his Blood we overcome HYMN XXIV Sung at a Funeral BLest door of Bliss to weary Saints thou art grim Death become Secur'd as in a Cabinet their dust is in the tomb By Death they enter to those joys prepar'd for them above There they are ever swallow'd up in endless life and Love O! There they see
and he shall spoil Death Hell and Sin Blest be Jehovah among us a Spoil is given him with the strong With Joy we witness that our Lord hath had a Portion in this Throng We hope his greatest Lots behind his Death and Sufferings for him plead he that did for poor Sinners dye now ever lives to intercede HYMN XLVII A Hymn sung at Mr. B 's Funeral Sermon 1 Cor. 15. BLest are the Dead that dye in Christ they triumph over Death In falling they do conquer and live in their latest Breath How in the Cahriot of free Grace the sav'd one triumph does And when Death strikes him to the Heart o're Death he triumphs thus O â—rmed Justice what sayst thou death hath no Sting from thee Thou art become my best of Friends whom Jesus hath set free O Law of God! where are thy Swords of threats and sore Deamnds My Jesus Death hath wrested them out of Death's cruel Hands O Sin the bitter Sting of Death both in its filth and guilt My Jesus now destroy'd them quite by th' Blood that he hath spilt Thou cruel Executioner vile Satan what sayst thou I scorn thy Arts Threats and Assaults thou canst not reach me now Thou Conscience that didst use to smart thou now art fully eas'd The Storm that troubled thee now is eternlaly appeas'd But oh poor Sinners what will you do when Death comes to give The Blow that sends you down to Hell without the leaft reprieve Death 's to the good an end of Woe but doth your woe begin Heav'ns Gate to them but Hell 's to you that live and dye in Sin HYMN XLVIII On the Second Sermon THo' the dead Bodies of the Saints thou dost devouring Grave destory Yet in the last Day they shall rise then Grave where is thy Victory When Sea and Grave must them resign and all their Prisons open fly To let the Dead in Christ rise first then Grave where is thy Victory Corrupted drossy Dust and Clay when first they fall the Tombs them have Thence incorruptible they 'l rise then where 's thy Victory O Grave Thou dost prepare their Dust to rise most glorious Bodies bright and free O Grave is this the worst thou doest then Grave where is thy Victory Thou great Alembic dost distil frail mortal Bodies that they be Immortal glorious spiritual then Grave where is thy Victory True thou deprivest and deprav'st by rotting Sinners Carcases For future Woes and Plagues we grant thou hast a Conquest over these HYMN XLIX A Paraphrase on Psalm 113. LO what a pleasant lovely Sight how full of ravishing Delight Is it that Children should agree That are of the same Family 'T is like the consecrated Oyl Rich precious of a fragrant Smell that was divinely pour'd and shed on the High Priest's devoted Head That Smelling sweetly did o're flow His Garment and his Members too O're ev'ry Member it did stream and it perfumed every Hem. Thus the Communion of the Saints Perfumes the Body ' n all its Joynts supples heals and smooths each part and eases ev'ry deadly Smart 'T is like the Dew on Hermon's top That gave a fruitful smiling Drop and like the Dâ—w on Zion's Hill that made it green and grassy still In Zion Blessing 's to be had Our Hearts rejoyce there and are glad there glorious Riches are in store there 's giv'n out Life for evermore HYMN L. O Grace recover'd Sinners should than Adam happier be Than Adam in his best Estate more glorious and more free Faith views obeys loves and enjoys in Christ the God of Grace Beyond what perfect Reason could when with its clearest Face Eternal Sovereign reigning Grace does elect Sinners lead Thro' various Rooms the Courts of Bliss and Glory for to tread First in estate of Happiness in upright Adam blest Fill'd with a perfect natural Bliss but that is not their Rest Down tumble thence to Sin 's Abiss as low as Death and Hell That Grace in raising them from thence might boundless Worth reveal Rais'd unto Faith i' th' Wilderness Faith weak imperfect faint Mixt with Law Guilt and Unbelief with Doubting and Complaint Then to the Canaan of Faith here they pass unto their rest Beginning i' th' New Jerusalem whence Tears and Griefs have ceas'd And having judg'd the World with Christ to Glory have a Call With Christ then swallow'd up in God and God be all in all Glory and Praise in Christ our Head be given unto him Who Love eternal this ordain'd to us when sunk in Sin HYMN LI. ELecting Grace by Justice stopt could not find out a Passage free 'Till the Redeemer stept between and that too from Eternity The Curtains of Election stopt finds vent in Jesus wounded Sides The boundless Sea of God-like Love o'reflow'd in those blest purple Tides Grace through the Righteousness of Christ must Channels find e're the Decree Of God's electing inf'nite Love could perfect and compleated be Conscience can ne're be truly eas'd until Attonement it believes Nothing can cure its Wounds but what to Justice Satisfaction gives The Conscience from dead Works alone the Blood of Christ must pacify The precious Blood o th' Lamb of God from guilt and filth must set us free Hosanna to the God of Grace Hosanna to the God of Love That thro' his wounded pierced Son proclaim'd such Tydings from above HYMN LII THe Gospel does declare Electing Grace alone That 's hid in Christ our great High Priest that sits upon the Throne Our Christ hath dearly bought this Grace and yet 't is free What ever it our Jesus cost 't is free for thee and me Electing Love does you O chosen ones embrace Whilst millions fall on th' right and left ye saved are by Grace What Grace is this indeed that vilest poorest we The most polluted Rebels sunk in deepest Misery Should to this high degree of Honour chosen be Vessels of Mercy to be fill'd with Love eternally Whilst Sinners more refin'd more wise rich mighty all That might have hon'red Jesus more are left to sink i' th fall What Grace distinguishing to me and thee is this That have found out that Pearl of Price which thousands others miss That we should chosen be who might have been as well Of that forelorn and wretched Troop that should have march'd to Hell When we Salvation view in its Foundation Stone We 're made to cry together grace yea grace free grace alone HYMN LIII A HYMN sung on a Day of Thanksgiving set apart by a Church of Christ to celebrate and praise the Lord for his late Favours and Mercies unto them EXalted Praise in Zion waits for him that loves his Zion's Gates His Church he values far more than the Dwellings of Jerusalem There he takes up his resting place there he bestows his glorious Grace There Life and Blessings he commands and there array'd with Glory stands There he his Name and Glory plac'd his Footstool hath with Honour grac'd And there his mighty Horns do spread and
injur'd King to Justice does deliver up his only Son That the offender at the Bar might stand acquit the Judg doth dye Condemns himself to Bands and Chains to set the wretch at liberty Astonish'd be the Heav'ns above confounded be the Earth below Here 's love and grace for to amaze not to o're do but overflow Poor Sinners come believe this grace come venture on 't and you shall be By reigning Grace from reigning Sin freed in our Lord as well as we Accept you of our Jesus Christ and with him you 'l have all his grace To day he calls to day come all there 's left for you both room and place Who would of Fetters then be fond if they this moment might be free O! therefore harden not your Hearts who now are call'd to liberty But now e'n now obey the call that you and we might Christ adore Sound far and wide his praises high to whom they 'r due forever more HYMN XI OUr Father from Eternity look'd on us in our Sin Then view'd a bleeding righteous Christ and we compleat in him He then with God the Son agreed th' obedience of the Son Imputed be to the Elect then 't was agreed and done O wondrous grace and love indeed that from Eternity Should be imploy'd to make us pure and absolutely free With this imputed righteousness forever cloath'd upon Than Angels far accepted more to God upon the Throne Which never changes with our frames no nor our Holiness Not sin nor guilt not Death nor World can touch or move this dress Let 's his immortal honour sing who wrought this out for us In praises yea in living praise Extol his garments thus HYMN XII SOuls must believe and come to Christ or dye for breach of Laws And yet there is no Soul can come but whom the Father draws Uniting Faith 's a pow'rful light revealing Christ within And in discov'ring pardon does destroy the reign of Sin In shewing to the Soul that Sin and self are cov'red or'e It turns the Soul from self and sin Our Jesus to adore It is a great creating light gives light where there was none In a dark Heart it's beams displays softens a Heart of Stone 'T is the same power wrought in Christ when rais'd up from the Dead And over Principalities and Powers set him Head Let 's look to him and praise him too Jesus above that hath This power to give the Author is and finisher of Faith HYMN XIII A Bleeding Jesus testify'd this with his latest breath That he had conquest finished o're Sin o're Hell or're Death 'T is finish't I O this joyful sound Rings through the Heavens above God and good Angels do rejoyce O hear is wondrous love T is finish't cries our bleeding Lord I have receiv'd the blow For mine let Justice sheath his Sword and Father let them go Father it s finish't I have made full end of Sin for them My righteousness does make them just who is' t that dare condemn 'T is finish't This through all the Earth to Sinners gives a call All things are ready Sinners come unto this Marriage all 'T is finish't O how pleasant is to guilty Souls this sound It does bind up the broken Bones And heals each deadly wound 'T is finish't don 't your Souls O Saints leap at this pleasant voice For your redemption's now compleat forevermore rejoyce O but it has a sound of dread to all the damn'd below Love Mercy Grace are finished but not a drop for you You Dev'ls for you I have not bled and Sinners you defy'd My Blood and have my Person scorn'd Now you shall be deny'd To him that wash't us with his Blood Eternal praise be given From all the Saints that are on Earth and all the Saints in Heaven HYMN XIV O Wondrous Godlike righteousness then tinctur'd with the God head thro' The bright perfections of a God do over all this garment flow The Tongues of glorious Saints above and Angels voices can't express The beauteous shining glory of this Everlasting righteousness It is Almighty in it self and of â—lmighty vertue too And all things both in Heaven and Earth it can and will and does subdue T is all-sufficient it can give what ere poor sinners want or crave It giveth all things to the poor and doth unto the utmost save It never changes tho' we may it shall on Saints outshine the Sun Nothing in us can alter this nor now nor when our life is done Let us that made are Priests to God clad in this white and shining dress Still send our shoutings up of praise unto the Lord our righteousness HYMN XV. WE black but comely are O Men black in our selves comely in him Who is the Lord our Righteousness pronounced clear tho' we have sin O! What a Righteousness is this that hath Jehovah for it's name And is our Righteousness and his in name and self the very same Our selves are poor we nothing have and yet we all things do possess We only glory in the Lord even in the Lord our Righteousness We in our selves the sentence have Of death but our dear Saviour bled Our confidence we put in him who rais'd up Jesus from the Dead We are pronounc'd all over clean the Plague of Leprosie hath done Our great High-Priest hath this pronounc'd we 're without guilt before the Throne Lord give us mighty Faith in this and we shall mighty Foes subdue Our Faith's like Samps hairs our strength by which we Bars and Gates break thro' Let 's Honour Glory Power give and Hallelujah to him sing Who is the Bright and Morning Star the awful great immortal King HYMN XVI IF greatest Price can purchase peace Believer ben't afraid To buy for thee his Fathers peace Christ hath the Ransome paid If strength and power can prevail to Rescue thee from Thrall Chear up for thy Redeemer's strong the Sov'reign Lord of all If the prevailing prayer of a powerful Favourite Can for thee any grace procure then fear thou not thy right Peace Pardon Life and Glory too are without Question thine His Intercession Death and Power do all for thee combine For Christ thou hast and thou hast all and glory thou shalt have He who e're lives to intercede can to the utmost save Now thanks let 's give to him that lives to intercede above And let us to his glory live thro' Patience Faith and Love HYMN XVII THE heart of Christ in Heaven now is stor'd with grace and love His Bowels towards Sinners now with strong Compassion move He gives no slumper to his Eyes but still employs his Care How to deliver his i' th' World out of the Devils Snare There he doth plead and intercede with his great Father too Thus he employs his glorious Care to Rescue us from Woe His Love and Bowels are not chang'd for all his glorious Crown Sinners O could you see his Face O sure t would melt you down His Gospel and his Spirit too unbosome
sin shall know Let 's humbled be and mourn for sin therefore let 's go and view Our Jesus whom our sins did pierce then shall our grief be true So let us loath Sin and our selves our God is pacify'd And his love defug'd over Mounts then when our Jesus dy'd To God let 's make acknowledgment for sin with shame of Face Our Father saw us a far of and ran to our embrace Repentance is a beauteous Tree On Faith its Roots doth grow It 's watred and is juc't by Love which love from Faith doth flow Sinners you must repent or dye and would you then repent O! Come to Jesus he will give your godly sorrow vent O! Come to him and do not stay for mourning first or ease For change of life or broken Heart for he will give all these Come you with us and honour him let 's honour his free grace Let that be magnify'd alone and that alone embrace HYMN XXXIII O God in goodness infinite thou art most ready to forgive Who from thy Bosom sent'st thy Son to dye for us that we might live Come grieved consciences come tast This heavenly chear so choice so good Get into Jesus wounded sides drink in the vertue of his Blood Your Smart shall turn'd be into joy your Sin shall dye your grief shall cease This shed Blood in thy Heart shall shed the love of Jesus and his peace Thou shalt see God thy Father is that he hath chose thee afore time That all thy Sins forgotten are that Christ in covenant is thine Come all ye Saints and praise the Lord who hath done such great things for you Admire adore his goodness all which is as boundless as t is true HYMN XXXIV THro' ev'ry grace and duty too Faith doth it self diffuse For Holiness in Heart and Life is Faith put out to use Faith is the Root and Tree from which all other Branches slide And every grace o' th' Spirit is but faith diversify'd Love's faith embracing Hope is faith that looks for what 's to come Patience is faith expecting Zeal is faith upon the run And self-denial is a grace that empties us of all That self abhors and comes to Christ according to his call Each duty must be done in Faith Faith throughout all must run The Devil Sin the World and all 't is Faith must overcome Now to the purchaser of Faith and giver of it too Be honour glory thanks and praise as it 's most meet and due HYMN XXXV LOve ye your lovely Lord ye Saints who 's altogether fair Created beauties are but shades if they with him compare Stir and awake your Souls to Love your Jesus to embrace With wonders all his Glory view that 's full of truth and grace His blest example imitate and learn of him who 's meek His lowly humble steps tread in his Face and favour seek Give honour to King Jesus Saints give honour to his name The Fathers honour doth require the Son should have the same His Father hath transfer'd on him his glory judgment fame He hath advanc'd him very high O! Magnifie his name Therefore all honour unto him and praises are most due The Almighty wise Eternal King the Holy Just and true HYMN XXXVI GOd of all grace let 's see thy Face being freed from law and Sin These did enslave by grace we have a freedom now within The Law shan't rise to tyrannize our glory to deface It shall no more on us have Pow'r for we are under grace O purge our Souls and do thou roul away our sin and fear Christs Blood i th heart will ease sin's smart and seal a pardon there Jehovah Lord th' Eternal word thou brightest Majesty Array'd with bright and dazeling light thou sitâ—st enthron'd on high Thy Saints now throw their Crowns below thy awful throne and Feet And prostrate fall to worship all for 't is most just and meet Thy glorious light Majestick Might thou dost with dread reveal Thy gracious ear bow down to pray'r thou dost diseases heal And thou dost thus walk among us displaying pow'r and love The Gospel Charm thy stretched Arm doth on these Waters move Thou worthy art from Lip and Heart all Thanks and Praise to have All Glory Power every Hour and Honour to receive O! let us all thy Name extoll thy glorious Fame let 's raise Let Heavens sing let Earth forth bring and Seas roar out thy praise Ye Saints that wait at Zion's Gate sing praise to Zion's King Hosannahs Hallelujahs all still Hallelujahs sing HYMN XXXVII BElieve O Soul and thou shalt see Heav'ns Dew on thee distill Mount up thy Faith and thou shalt see a greater Glory still Let not thy Unbelief obstruct Christs growing Int'rest now Only believe that all unto his mighty Name might bow Upon the Wing of Acts of Faith do thou exalt his Name Believe his Glory 's shining bright his Person is the same Believe the World down at his Feet and Zion glorious made We may believe that firmly which the God of truth hath said Believe all Sickness shall be heal'd O Blind and ye shall see Believe O Deaf and ye shall hear O Lame and ye shall flee Open the Eye of Faith O Soul behold thy glorious Christ Who altogether lovely is as Prophet King and Priest Look Sinners unto Jesus look with an unveiled Face And you shall see our Lord for you fill'd full of Truth and Grace Glory and Honour to our Lord let 's Honour him by Faith Let 's without wavering believe what e're our Jesus saith HYMN XXXVIII LOok unto Jesus Sinners look if you 'd Salvation have Who 's God the Saviour and none else it 's only he can save His Righteousness more bright is far than Angels Holiness Our best of Doings are but Rags a poor and tatter'd Dress Christ is our Righteousness and Strength him Rock and Fortress call Christ our Redemption Wisdom Peace Christ is our all in all Our mighty King and Captain too his Armies are abroad Be still O Zion who leads forth their Armies is thy God Sing Hallelujah unto him his Sword is on his Thigh To him be Honour and Renown and brightest Majesty HYMN XXXIX SIng Hallelujah Zion sing sing your Gods praise in lasting verse You who Redeem'd are by his Blood in Zion now his Acts rehearse When you were distant from the Lord as wide as Heav'n from Hell doth lie He then your Sacrifice became and by his Blood he brought you nigh The Sword of Vengeance due to you he in his bleeding sides receiv'd You for eternal Slaughter bound By dying in your stead reliev'd When that Gods wrath burn'd down to hell he satisfi'd the Father smil'd His Death the Enmity destroy'd God and the Sinner reconcil'd Jehovah and his Rebels may in a Christ Crucified meet O! let us then throw down our all at an Almighty Saviours Feet God is come down into the Camp O let the Camp of God be pure That it the burning presence of the Lord
's Crown doth flourish on his Head His House we are if we hold fast our confidence unto the last And firm rejoycing to the end whence still his Blessings down he 'l send It pleas'd our Lord and Master thus to give the Kingdom unto us Who are but low and in distress while shining in his Comliness When in the trying Season we did from his Cause and Banner flee And many did with Idols join yet thou took'st Pity upon thine Though great 's the Blow that did remove thy Servant whom our Souls did love And with fine Wheat had fed us Years that we were sunk in grief of Fears Yet though the Ship was tost in Storms our sleeping Lord secur'd from harm's And did a gracious Message send that we our evil ways amend Mr. H. Then bone to bone did come again through all the Visionary Plain The scattered Members did agree to dwell again in Vnity Oh! boundless Grace that did us know when we were scattered poor and low His Mercy doth for e're endure Oh Love eternal boundless sure Another Prophet came again Mr. S. with Prophesies a Second time We should return and build God's House and he anew would us espouse The Spirit of our Jesus came with that blest Word and did enflame Our Hearts with Zeal and holy Trust and made us favour Zion's dust We rose to build and Christ rose too his Goodness before us did flow His Glory did descend upon our Tabernacle and their shone To Zion then were great resorts and many flockt unto her Courts The golden Gate stood always ope then Achors Vally a door of Hope Oh! boundless grace that did us know when we were scatter'd poor and low His Mercy doth for e're endure Oh! love eternal boundless sure But then a sudden Cloud arose 'tween Christ and us did interpose A night comes on a dawning day our Glory soon was snach't away Our Gold grew on a sudden dim our Crown of Glory fell by sin Our sweet to Gall and Wormwood turn'd and Zion's solemn Meetings mourned Her Paths for the most part untrod deserted by an angry God Her Builders fail the Work doth cease they sliding were to sinful ease The forwardest began to shrink the bearers of the Burdens sink We spent our Months for to complain but then our Lord return'd again Oh boundless grace that did us know when we were scatter'd poor and low His mercy doth for e're endure Oh! love eternal boundless sure Then our beloved came a pace into his Garden with his grace Upon his Bride again to shine and brings his Hony Myrrh and Wine He joyful Messages doth bring makes us of Love and Mercy sing Then various Sinners a great Train are to this Zion born again Now Light and Life with Zion's King come to her Songs anew they sing And Zion's Gates are ope again unto her Flock a numerous train Her Converts very bright and fair her Stones the beauteous Saphires are The Lord their Fellows them above hath ' ointed them with Joy and Love The Lord doth for our quiet care his Arm too for us is made bare Though to this day we do provoke we murmur and we tempt this stroak Yet in this Israel he don't see perversness or iniquity Clad in the Righteousness of Christ our merciful and great High Priest We further glory shall behold he 'll for our Silver give us Gold We yet shall greater things receive if we hold on and do believe Because of all this mighty Grace at this high Throne and resting place We meet to offer up this day the Sacrifice of Thanks and Praise To him the God of Grace and Love that sits upon the Throne above That lives forever evermore we prostrate fall now to adore Worthy's the Lamb upon the Throne that once was slain that once did moan All Power Riches Strength to have all Honour Glory to receive O boundless Grace that did us know when we were scatt'red poor and low His Mercy doth for er'e endure O love eternal boundless sure HYMN LIV. LEt 's sing the praises of the Lamb whose Blood has made us bright And whose Obedience to the Law has made us Perfect white Yea we in him more righteous are then Adam er'e could be With an obedience God-like he O bey'd for thee and mee The Law is fully satisfi'd the Law is honoured too Not a meer Man God-Man obey'd and that was more than due The Law of works cannot condemn nor ought of us demand We gave full satisfaction to 't thro' our Mediators hand We righteous are in a Law-sense and therefore justifi'd Our Jesus risen now doth plead that once obey'd and dy'd Select Hymns BOOK II. HYMN I. ALL ye Seraphic trains above in silence now remain None can set forth electing Love but Jesus that was slain The fathers love to sinners is so great that none can know Nothing but Jesus crucifi'd erecting Love can Show The brightness of electing grace we no where else can see But in those purple Streams alone which Jesus bled for me Come Sinners come behold what Love Christ's bleeding sides did run By faith see Jesus pierc'd for you if you for sin would mourn Your tears like Mary's then will flow when Jesus wounds you See You will abhor your Selves and cry was Jesus pierc'd for me HYMN II. 'T is finish't cry'd our dying Lord when he hung on the tree O what a pleasant sound indeed it 's finish't is to mee Sin that was finish't on the Cross with Christ 't was crucifi'd Our Lord did make an end of Sin when on the Cross he dy'd Wrath it was also finish't too upon our Lord when he Did give himself a sacrifice and naild was to the tree Yea Righteousness was finish't too and was compleated when Our Jesus pou'red forth his Soul for us rebellious Men. 'T is finish't now before the throne Christ's blood doth pleading cry 'T is finish't in the Conscience too it soundeth pleasantly 'T is finish't is a a joyful sound what tongue can silent bee â—aptures of praise let 's sing allways our Jesus unto thee HYMN III. O! thou art fair my Love I Say there is no Spot in thee Not only fair but all fair too no spot in thee I See Whose voice is this I hear so Sweet 't is my beloved's sure That tells me I am now so fair so spotless and so pure My love t is I that tell thee so 't is thy belovea's voice That tells thee thou art now so fair that thou mayst now rejoyce What did he say I now am fair alass how can it be That I that nothing am but spots should now so spotless be Sure he doth mean I shall be so not that I now am fair Can such a vile polluted wretch without a spot appear O stay my love and heark to me I say thou art fair now O stay thy reasoning a while and I will tell thee how My love 't is I have made thee so my bloud has made thee white
with hottest Flames to our beloved Lord Rest under his Loves Shadow which surpasses Jonahs Gourd The World 's a stormy raging-Sea let 's harbour in his Love Thence we shall laugh at storms waves no Tempest shall us move Now him that is our safe retreat and him that is our Peace Let 's love and honour praise admire and let us never cease HYMN X. HOw clean are we now we are bath'd in Jordans Living Floud What shining Kings and Priests we stand wash't in Christ's God-like Blood The Lamb i'th'midst o'th'Throne of Grace us now hath freely Fed And by his Spirit down hath sent from Heav'n the living Bread The living Streams o'th'upper Springs he freely did bestow We of the Fountain freely Drank that from his Heart did flow He bids us Drunken be with Loves with Loves so bottomless With Loves that stream so freely down the Ocean not the less The Lovely Jesus is all Love all Mercy Truth all Grace He 's white and ruddy Majesty and Meekness fills his Face Sing Hallelujahs to the Lamb the Lamb most pure and bright Whose voice does thunder from the Throne whose Eyes are flaming Light Let 's Love admire adore embrace this Lovely one so fair Whose Grace and Person all transcends and are beyond compare HYMN XI BEhold our well-beloved's come more excellent than mounts of prey Or'e mighty Hills of Unbelief and guilt of Sin he pav'd his way He like the Roe has nimbly trip't to shew to us his glorious Face And thro' the Lettice of his Flesh darts down on us his Fathers Grace Hark! hark how our beloved speaks what ravishing what melting Voice He says Rise up my Love my fair mine and my Fathers only choice Rise up my fairest come away rise follow me Dove without fear The Dark distressing Winter 's o're the pleasant Spring does now appear The Birds do sing my Children ring most joyous peals of my free Grace The Flowers appear their Graces are most shining bright each in its place The Turtles Voice is in our Land the des late Gospel does break forth To singing in the midst of you and causes many a heav'nly Birth The Fig-tree putteth forth green Figs for numerous your converts are Your tender Grapes give a good smell your Converts Grace is choice rare Lord what are we thy Love thy fair such filthy wretched ones as we O Love O Love O wondrous Grace come we 'l arise and follow thee Great things thine Arm hath done 'mong us such Love and Favour did'st thou shew Who would not rise and follow thee such Mighty Cords of Love do draw Now to our well belâ—ved Lord let 's Sing a well tun'd Song of praise Glory and Honour let 's ascribe O let 's ascribe to him always HYMN XII O Choicest Banquet rarest Wine O Soul-reviving Blood O Table well spread with Heav'nly Bread O delicatest Food What glorious company was here the Faâ—…er Spirit Son And a great Troop of shining ones embodyed into one O grace free grace rich glorious grace foundation and topstone In great Redemption's Building and it's cementing alone O Mercy Goodness Peace dish't up O glorious Bill of fare O Love the Garnishing of all O Love beyond compare Who would not love the King of Saints who would not love the Lord Thy Person is all beautiful how Honey-sweet thy word Who would not praise thee Zions King and trumpet forth thy Fame Who art with richest Glory ' ray'd how well perfum'd thy Name Still Honour Glory and Renown be given unto thee Hosannah's Hallelujahs Sing to all Eternity HYMN XIII DEar Lord we in thy comlyness like Sharons Rose do smell bud And like the Lilies of the Vale appear most beautiful and good Hark! Hark! what our dear Lord replies as Lilies shoot up among Thorns So does my Love my Church my Spouse in spite of false Professors harms Those that themselves my Daughters all like prickly Thorns would stab thee thro' Yet midst those thorny Daughters thou shalt like the Vally Lily grow Thanks dearest Jesus are we then i' th' midst of Thorns thy fair thy Dove How art thou like the Apple-tree the Glory of the shady Grove As pleasant Pipins among Crabs so 'mong the Sons is our belov'd Fairer than all the Sons of Men the perfect Captain well approv'd We thy refreshing Shadow had thy loving Righteousness and Love We shall with constant joyes be fill'd if here we fit and never move And here we eat thy pleasant Fruits thy pleasant Fruits of Righteousness How pleasant to our tast are these Assurance Peace and Quietness Pleas'd with the goodness of these Fruits Let us our Donor praise and bless Our dearest Husband Lord and Head Jehovah our great Righteousness HYMN XIV O Love O boundless Love of God! stupendious Love and Grace We in a bleeding Jesus saw we saw in Jesus Face The King of Glory has been here revealing Mighty Love In Conscience Banquets feasting with his undefiled Dove Hark in what tendrest Speech of Love he doth his Heart bewray My Love my Dove my undefil'd make hast and come away The Winter 's past the Rain is gone the Flowers do appear The time is come for Birds to Sing the Turtle you may hear The Fig-tree Glories in green Figs in tender Grapes the Vine Arise my Love my fair one come and drink my Spiced Wine I am into my Garden come my Sister and my Bride I 've brought my Honey Myrrh and Spice my Milk and Wine beside Come eat O Friends yea welcome to these daintyes from above Beloved drink abundantly come drink large draughts of Love Open to me my Love my Dove my Sister undefil'd My Locks with fruitful drops o' th' Night my Head with Dew is fill'd Let us be wise and now arise what language Lord is this In words so ravishing dost thou thy self to us express O let 's arise and follow thee lest thou withdraw'st again And we thy absence several Years mourn and deplore in vain HYMN XV. THey 're Songs of Love they sing above and why not we like them No Tongue be dumb for we are come to th' new Jerusalem Clad now with white and shining bright garments of Righteousness Girdles of Gold our Loyns do hold and bind on fast our Dress We stand upon that Ocean that glassy fiery Sea The Blood of Christ that great high Priest the Spirit does apply Let 's touch the golden Harps of God with Wire immortal strung And let us sing to our great King let 's sing the Lambs new Song Thanks be to thee the Victory we have obtain'd or'e Sin And Father thou hast made us more than Conquerours in him This Crucifyed Lord let 's praise and magnify his worth This blessed Root of Jesse's Stem his Glory let 's set forth Immortal Honour Wisdom Strength unto the Lamb are due This bleeding Lamb this reigning Lord this Holy Righteous true This Heav'nly Manna's to our tast like Cakes of Honey sweet How Pleasant is this streaming